Voodoo Doll (boyXboy)

Chapter Twenty-Four, He's Back.

(Luke's POV)

What will you do when the voodoo maker comes?

Killing your friends and hunting your chums.

Where will you go once your all alone?

A voodoo maker doesn't care they have a heart of stone.

So run, and hide, for this is to real.

When a voodoo maker picks you, your soul they will steal.

Ashton is a jerk, and one of the biggest jerks I knew as a matter of fact. I can't believe he cheated on me and I really thought we were going to last. But Ashton couldn't keep his dick in his pants. I heard him yelling my name, but I really didn't care.

How dare he go fuck around with Justin? And then some how try and blame it on Michael and his voodoo dolls? I was actually quite done with these stupid voodoo dolls. I stomped threw the rain and puddles as I looked around at my surroundings. I was so lost in being angry and making a scene that I didn't know where I was or where I was going.

The rain poured down on me, drenching my hair and my clothes - washing away Ashton's tear makes and making them seem like they were never there - as I looked around and around. I couldn't see the street signs, I could barley see the road, and the sky was so grey that I couldn't see past my head.

Angry at myself - and Ashton - I walked down what I thought was Hevin street, but later realized I had been walking down Weaver instead. Michael lived a bit further down more. Maybe I could get some answers from him.

Walking further down the street and squinting to get a glimpse of what was around me, I spotted the sidewalk in front of Michael's house. I took a risky step, making sure I didn't slip, and then perched myself on the curb. I walked over to Michael's front door, up the steps and knocked hard.

"Michael!" I yelled, lifting my head up to the sky. No answer. I cleared my throat and knocked again.

"Michael it's about Ashton! And the voodoo dolls!" I yelled, no answer again. Was Michael even home? I wondered what he was doing.. But only for a split second because all of a sudden, someone or something grabbed me from behind. Covering my mouth with there hands and pulled me along with them. I tried to scream, but they still dragged me on. I kicked, swung my arms around, and then got thrown on the ground.

"I finally got you Luke fucking Hemmings" I heard a familiar voice speak, and I looked up, only to see Louis Tomlinson holding me down on the ground. So many questions raised to my lips, but instead, I screamed in terror.

"Yeah that's right you little bitch! Scream! I'm your worst fucking nightmare!" Louis said, throwing a punch at me and hitting me right in the nose.

"You thought you could kill me with those stupid dolls?! Well news flash! Michael's not the only one with voodoo magic in this town!" Louis screamed, throwing another punch.

"Your the voodoo maker Tomlinson?!" I yelled, trying to push him off of me. I stood his ground and laughed.

"I wish Hemmings. All I know is that I am back, and your going to hell" Louis said back, spitting in my face. I clenched my fists and shoved Louis off of me, running up to him and pushing him over.

"The only thing going somewhere is my foot going up your ass!" I yelled back, punching Louis in the face now that I was on top. Louis growled and pushed me over, and then I rolled us over.

"Fuck you Hemmings! YOUR DEAD THIS TIME! THERES NO ASHTON OR CALUM OR MICHAEL TO SAVE YOU NOW!" Louis screamed, rolling us over once again. I kicked Louis' legs, trying to get him off of me, but he was stronger then me by a lot.

"If you want to see the loser, look in the fucking mirror!" I yelled back, kicking one of Louis' legs over and shoving him off of me. He was laying on the floor and I booked it.

"LUKE! FUCKING LUKE!" I heard him yell. I ran off until his voice was nothing more then a whisper. I couldn't see him anymore. I stopped, wiping the newly showing blood off my face and rubbing it on my soaked and now dirt covered shirt. I heard my heart beating as I looked around for Louis. Everything was either rain or grey. I couldn't see Louis. But I heard someone calling my name.

"Luke!" It was Ashton's voice. Even though I was fuming at Ashton, his scream made me worried and want to protect him. I looked around; but there was no Ashton.

"ASHTON?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" I yelled, I got no answer.

"Ashton?!" I screamed again, looking around spinning in a circle looking everywhere for anyone. I heard running, and then, got tackled to the ground by Louis. My head smashed on the pavement of the road. Louis held up a fist above my face, about to punch.

"Any last words Hemmings?" Louis said, his face showed that he was insane and drunk on his power. He was going to make me a bloody mess, just like I did to him.

"Louis, please-"

"Save your bullshit Luke- I'm going to enjoy doing this" Louis said, angling his fist so that the impact and spot would surely knock my lights out right away.

I closed my eyes, ready to die. But this time, there was no Ashton that loved me, believed in me - if I died now, I wouldn't die strong -

I waited for the punch, but nothing happened. I heard a shout of my name in Ashton's voice, and then all of Louis' wait came off of me. I opened my eyes and the last thing I saw was Louis feet flying threw the rain and air. I sat up quickly, ready to see Ashton beating the crap out of Louis. But he wasn't there. No one was there.

"Luke get our of here!" I heard Ashton scream, I looked around and I didn't see him anywhere. Just more rain.

"Ash! Ash where are you?!" I screeched, but he didn't say anything. I ran, and looked around everywhere for Ashton. He wasn't anywhere to be seen, and neither was Louis. I ran and ran and ran until I bumped into something. I fell backwards and onto the wet ground.

I thought maybe I ran into Louis or even Ashton, but I didn't run into either of them.

"Justin?" I asked, Justin pushed his finger to his lip and made a shushing noise.

"Don't say anything your going to regret Hemmings" he said, and then everything went black.

"Ooh, ooh. Won't you please stop loving me to death"